"Why are you pointing a sonic screwdriver at me!? That's a sonic screwdriver, not a water gun!" Zhan Zhan said in a frenzied tone: "I still hate Feng Er!"
“You said you contacted us at other points in time, so how did you contact us? Your TARDIS? I didn’t see it!”
The Ninth Doctor spoke word by word. Apart from his red ears, he was very serious.
"Okay! Actually, I haven't contacted 'us' yet." Zhan said with slumped shoulders: "I'm not sure if this place is safe now. After all, the Time Box is still outside. In order to prevent us from being wiped out, I think we should
Find the box of time first!"
“Although my time is not very precious, it is not wasted by these things. I am a super Nephalem! My time is very valuable!”
Jotun Kule shouted as if he was afraid that the world would be in chaos. It was obvious that he was very excited.
“It’s okay, I can help you find some antiques, go back in time, and take away a worthless souvenir. It won’t have much impact, time will repair everything.”
The Tenth Doctor said this.
 “If you take the food you just made and wait for 500 years, will the food expire and go bad?”
 Gu Yi said with a smile.
 Of course it won’t go bad.
 For that food, five hundred years is just a "moment" and it will naturally not deteriorate.
 Otherwise Doctor Who wouldn't be able to eat at any point in the past.
 Back to the present, hundreds of years passed in an instant by what I ate in the “past”.
 The food in your stomach has become weathered?
Antiques are real antiques, but any detection method can detect that the time of their birth is "just now".
 …
……1
 Before the throne of the kingdom of the dead.
Tyrael is wiping the brilliance of the Holy Feather in his hands.
His expression was hesitant, and from time to time he cast his eyes towards the throne of death, where there seemed to be a power rising.
 An image of the past flashed through Tyrell's mind! The scene where he and Iprius had argued!
　　【Justice will not be judged!
 Justice is always strong and high!
 Justice needs to guide people to the right path!】
These words kept echoing in Tyrell's mind, and he finally spoke with trembling anticipation and fear!
"Death! Have you made your own decision? Do you...really...want to do this?"
Tyrrell asked towards the empty throne, a black shadow was slowly expanding above the throne.
 But death did not answer.
"I know that I am not a creature in this world, nor an existence in this world. Even I could have paid the price and resurrected in a high-level heaven, but due to the conspiracy of my brother, I can only remain as a dead soul.
!
 Even so, do you still want to give me such a chance!?"
Tyrrell spoke slowly, his tone becoming more and more passionate.
On Tyrael's dark face, the eyes began to glow faintly.
That beam of light has grown from weak to strong, from being able to only illuminate the road in front of you to being able to penetrate the kingdom of death!
 The soul is soaring!
 The blood that should not be in the soul begins to burn!
 He has made his decision!
 “The power of death! The power of death! Death!”
Tyrrell repeated it again and again!
 His body turned into fly ash bit by bit...
 Only retaining that unyielding face! And the long sword in his hand!
 Holy Sword! Edruin·Holy Feather's Glory!
 “No one! can prevent death!”
 A roar!
Tyrael held the holy sword in his hand with his most condensed soul! He charged towards the throne of death!
 The holy sword is shining with light!
Tyriel’s soul shines brightly!
 “Brother, I am dead too!”
Malthael’s last words of justice were spoken to Malthael, the Archangel of Wisdom, who had become Death.
 …
“Tyriel! The iron laws of the High Heavens strictly prohibit us from interfering with mortal affairs! But you did it anyway, blatantly! More than once!”
"My only sin! Because of Prius! That is to do justice! And you always hide far behind the throne!"
 …
“Because of Prius! Angels to mortals should not just bring hope, courage and justice as you said!
 We must join in!
 We must control them within the appropriate scope!”
 Tyrael's mind echoed with the scene of taking off the light wings from his back, as if he was speaking to Imperius across time and space!
 “Justice needs to serve itself!
 Hope needs to appear in the world and guide the direction!
 And courage should accompany the warrior and charge to the end!”
Tyriel's voice rings in the realm of the dead!
 The brilliance radiating from his body is no longer the blue of justice!
 …
“You must now be punished for this!”
"You cannot judge me, I am the embodiment of justice. What we have to do is not just follow the law! We should also protect those innocent people! If our supreme commandments prevent us from doing anything, then I am no longer your brother."
 …
"Now, I am no longer justice! But I will turn into wisdom! To explore the end of everything! Bulcaisel is a hero who can defeat angels and demons, but his mortal heart will one day be corrupted.
!
Not just Bul-Katho, those Nephalem will always burst out with power beyond our imagination!
 Will he still have the strength to resist on that day? Or will that be our end?
  It’s like we killed the first Bul-Katho! It’s like Israel killed Kanai!
 We will pay the price, but we must!"
Tyriel roared loudly in the realm of death!
But this roar was tightly restricted in the kingdom of the dead by the power of death.
It’s not time to announce all this to the public, death is still waiting!
As Tyrell's words finally came to an end, the authority of wisdom in this world began to flow toward the kingdom of the dead!
Above the throne of death, the pitch-black power of claws and fangs was mixed with the incoming light blue light! Then it gradually turned to gray!
The holy sword in Tyrael's hand emitted the last blue light of justice! The justice remaining in his soul finally dissipated with this roar!
To be continued...